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*Points up* It says I not posted. . . .
Just remember, Alexi has his father's madness, and even if it's just barely starting to manifest, it could very well lead to the paranoia and retraction from anything that doesn't fit in or go along with what Alexi's imagines as right. So no, he trusts his brother, in fact, because of what he has been told, he technically trusts Mois more than Joseph, kinda, but he trusts Joseph to know more, while he trusts Mois to know the most important thing :P
If he knew about Erik he would; freak-demand to see Alexi-calm down-rescind order-spend the whole night worrying :P
If he knew about Erik he would; freak-demand to see Alexi-calm down-rescind order-spend the whole night worrying :P
The worry and stress seems to be coming off of Joseph in waves and Mois braces himself. While he's sure his brother is still alive, he's equally sure he's done something monumentally stupid as well. He tries to remain relaxed and calm, but as the first declaration about his brother's foolishness reaches his ears his hands grip the arm rests of the chair and he pulls himself to his feet. He is beyond angry, even as he follows up with the rebel leader's decision to go along with his brother's mad plan he is unable to relax. If anything, the willingness of the vampire seems to upset Mois even more.
His face betrays very little of this, however he moves swiftly around the room, pacing in that completely erratic manner that is indicative of his level of anger. It is all he can manage not to bolt over to the house and charge strait into Alexi's room. 'That, of all the, he could have, is there any, gah! I need to make him change his mind, this is so stupid, even if it is for a cause as great as all this if he would just, AUGH!' He comes to a sudden stop behind his chair, gripping the back tightly as Joseph goes on, a note of calm entering his eyes at the sound of Alexi at least waiting until the next day to lose any more blood.
'And I know my brother, he most likely wanted to do the potion as soon as possible. If he's still listening to Joseph, at least he's not gone completely off the deep end into this insane plan of his as of yet. . .' He looks up as the head slave once more seems to beg forgiveness, however at this point Mois hold no anger for the elder vampire, in fact, he feels a touch of gratitude at his efforts to care for his brother. He takes several deep breaths, forcing his muscles to relax until at last he manages to release the chair and move to stand near Joseph. His voice is strained, but there is no anger in it. “I am not upset Joseph. You had something more important to deal with, and I'm sure his foolishness was fairly distracting. I do not blame you. . .”
Reaching out he touches the vampire's arm gently before moving back over to his chair to sit with a long sigh. For several seconds he just stares off at the ceiling, the fire in the grate burning low at this point, casting most of the room in shadows. There are overhead light fixtures, however Mois does not bother to turn them on, the harshness of such lights not what he needs right now. “I am glad he still trusts you Joseph.” he murmurs softly all of a sudden. “I fear I may have lost bits of his trust over the years. . .Every time I could not do what he asked, or I would try and refuse one of his requests. I fear he's pushed me away little by little. I have no doubt he still loves me, which is why I know something you do not, and I can not tell you, but Alexi no longer trusts me the way he does you.” His eyes turn on to the vampire, blank, with a touch of something sad.
His face betrays very little of this, however he moves swiftly around the room, pacing in that completely erratic manner that is indicative of his level of anger. It is all he can manage not to bolt over to the house and charge strait into Alexi's room. 'That, of all the, he could have, is there any, gah! I need to make him change his mind, this is so stupid, even if it is for a cause as great as all this if he would just, AUGH!' He comes to a sudden stop behind his chair, gripping the back tightly as Joseph goes on, a note of calm entering his eyes at the sound of Alexi at least waiting until the next day to lose any more blood.
'And I know my brother, he most likely wanted to do the potion as soon as possible. If he's still listening to Joseph, at least he's not gone completely off the deep end into this insane plan of his as of yet. . .' He looks up as the head slave once more seems to beg forgiveness, however at this point Mois hold no anger for the elder vampire, in fact, he feels a touch of gratitude at his efforts to care for his brother. He takes several deep breaths, forcing his muscles to relax until at last he manages to release the chair and move to stand near Joseph. His voice is strained, but there is no anger in it. “I am not upset Joseph. You had something more important to deal with, and I'm sure his foolishness was fairly distracting. I do not blame you. . .”
Reaching out he touches the vampire's arm gently before moving back over to his chair to sit with a long sigh. For several seconds he just stares off at the ceiling, the fire in the grate burning low at this point, casting most of the room in shadows. There are overhead light fixtures, however Mois does not bother to turn them on, the harshness of such lights not what he needs right now. “I am glad he still trusts you Joseph.” he murmurs softly all of a sudden. “I fear I may have lost bits of his trust over the years. . .Every time I could not do what he asked, or I would try and refuse one of his requests. I fear he's pushed me away little by little. I have no doubt he still loves me, which is why I know something you do not, and I can not tell you, but Alexi no longer trusts me the way he does you.” His eyes turn on to the vampire, blank, with a touch of something sad.
Oh, my, I can just see it now. Mois's head is just going to spin around a few times before exploding *Giggles madly*
As the three of them pile on to Enasi large bed Rue becomes suddenly quiet, chewing his lip softly. The other two notice the look of concentration on his face and pause. Inui turns slowly, sitting indian style while Rasha carefully stretches out on his side like a calender girl. They both watch the fairy, his gaze lost somewhere on the plush bed coverings, sitting on his heels in proper Japanese posture, though he doesn't know it. After a few seconds however he seems to come back, looking to his companions. “What is it Rue?” Inui murmurs.
“Yeah, what's up Little Bite?” Rasha adds in, propping his head up on his hand.
Rue looks between them, still looking rather serious. They are about to ask again, getting a little worried, when at last he opens his mouth and the most unlikely thing comes from his lips. “Do you think Lord Enasi will get pregnant?” Rasha immediately rolls over and begins laughing into the comforter while Inui proceeds to turn several shades of red and begins stuttering nonsense.
Rue waits patiently until at last Rasha seems to find his breath again and sits up facing Rue. “*Cough* Um, Rue, has anyone ever explain baby making to you?” Inui's eyes go wider and he proceeds to flush darker, his eyes locked on the trickster. Meanwhile Rue shakes his head innocently. Rasha takes a breath and nods with a huff. “Ah, well, then let me ask, how about sex in general?” The tailed man's eyebrows go up as Rue smiles happily and nods. He casts a glance at Inui who has taken to hiding in his tail. He turns back to Rue with a smile and without hesitation proceeds to explain the process of reproduction for the nightmare and dream realms.
~*~*~*~*~
Harper greets the doctor, shooing the siblings off to the side to wait while he talks to the shorter male. Crios raises an eyebrow at the obviously flustered nature of the general but waits patiently for him to speak. Harper looks towards the hallway leading to Seishu's room, his mind once more betraying him into thinking about what the guardians may be up to at this point and he curses silently to try and get his mind back on track. Looking to Crios, who has grown more and more curious as the seconds ticked past he lets out a long breath. “Theee. . . .The Guardians have settled in for the evening. . .”
Crios's brows furrow. “I should check on Seishu bef-” His words are cut short as Harper shakes his head.
“They are settle in for the night. . . Together. . .. .In Seishu's room. . . .Alone.” Finn and Starla look to the general's back, their curiosity piqued by Harper's shifting and glancing about.
Fortunately for him Crios gets the idea and promptly flushes a faint pink as his mind too goes places he'd rather not. With a cough he glances back at the siblings and whispers, “Does everybody know about this, and are you sure?”
Harper shakes his head. “I don't thing these two know, and the two younger ones, however I'm sure Rasha knows, and these two may be suspicious. And no, I'm not sure, but I heard a lot of. . .Purring, before I managed to get out of the vicinity. . .”
Crios nods, getting the idea even as a faint shiver runs through his body. They both share a look, the faint worry of what such things could bring about still quite evident and a definite risk factor, however they decide in that instant that no matter the risk, neither of them has it within themselves to take this away from their guardian. With a huff Crios nods to Harper and marches off down the hall towards his own room, deciding to take his lover's advice and get some sleep, tuning at the last minute to do a quick check on the ward before getting a few hours of shuteye. Harper watches him go for a few seconds before returning his attention to the siblings and signaling that they should continue with their report as they walk.
~*~*~*~*~
His purrs redouble as he feels the corresponding vibrations coming through his fingers from the smaller male. He strokes and teases Enasi's back, trying to draw him further and further into the place he wants the other male, and as he feels the Dream Guardian growing weak beneath his touch Seishu smiles wickedly. When he pulls back Seishu looks deep into his eyes, his own eyes carrying flickering lights of passion behind them. Leaning back in he nips gently at Enasi's ear before stepping back, guiding the other guardian over to his bed before the red head collapses on to the floor from the incessant attention Seishu is paying his body.
Still purring loudly he decides not to be too overbearing and instead of pushing the smaller male down beneath him, Seishu falls backwards on to the bed, pulling Enasi along with him. He settles himself comfortable against the pillows, the red head resting on top of him, their chests flush against one anothers with the smaller male between the Nightmare Guardian's legs. He smirks softly, wrapping his arms around Enasi's waist to make escape if not impossible at last difficult.
His smirk becomes a warm smile as he coaxing the other male back into a warm kiss, the weight of the day working against his plan as he grows more and more tired even as his passions flare. Sliding one hand up he begins running his fingers through the other guardian's soft locks, his breathing becoming deeper and more subdued. Finally he pulls back and chuckles. Leaning in he licks the tip of Enasi's nose and murmurs, “Sleep with me?” Despite it being a request Seishu's arm slides back down to clutch at the other, holding the smaller male to him possessively even as his consciousness begin fading.
“Yeah, what's up Little Bite?” Rasha adds in, propping his head up on his hand.
Rue looks between them, still looking rather serious. They are about to ask again, getting a little worried, when at last he opens his mouth and the most unlikely thing comes from his lips. “Do you think Lord Enasi will get pregnant?” Rasha immediately rolls over and begins laughing into the comforter while Inui proceeds to turn several shades of red and begins stuttering nonsense.
Rue waits patiently until at last Rasha seems to find his breath again and sits up facing Rue. “*Cough* Um, Rue, has anyone ever explain baby making to you?” Inui's eyes go wider and he proceeds to flush darker, his eyes locked on the trickster. Meanwhile Rue shakes his head innocently. Rasha takes a breath and nods with a huff. “Ah, well, then let me ask, how about sex in general?” The tailed man's eyebrows go up as Rue smiles happily and nods. He casts a glance at Inui who has taken to hiding in his tail. He turns back to Rue with a smile and without hesitation proceeds to explain the process of reproduction for the nightmare and dream realms.
~*~*~*~*~
Harper greets the doctor, shooing the siblings off to the side to wait while he talks to the shorter male. Crios raises an eyebrow at the obviously flustered nature of the general but waits patiently for him to speak. Harper looks towards the hallway leading to Seishu's room, his mind once more betraying him into thinking about what the guardians may be up to at this point and he curses silently to try and get his mind back on track. Looking to Crios, who has grown more and more curious as the seconds ticked past he lets out a long breath. “Theee. . . .The Guardians have settled in for the evening. . .”
Crios's brows furrow. “I should check on Seishu bef-” His words are cut short as Harper shakes his head.
“They are settle in for the night. . . Together. . .. .In Seishu's room. . . .Alone.” Finn and Starla look to the general's back, their curiosity piqued by Harper's shifting and glancing about.
Fortunately for him Crios gets the idea and promptly flushes a faint pink as his mind too goes places he'd rather not. With a cough he glances back at the siblings and whispers, “Does everybody know about this, and are you sure?”
Harper shakes his head. “I don't thing these two know, and the two younger ones, however I'm sure Rasha knows, and these two may be suspicious. And no, I'm not sure, but I heard a lot of. . .Purring, before I managed to get out of the vicinity. . .”
Crios nods, getting the idea even as a faint shiver runs through his body. They both share a look, the faint worry of what such things could bring about still quite evident and a definite risk factor, however they decide in that instant that no matter the risk, neither of them has it within themselves to take this away from their guardian. With a huff Crios nods to Harper and marches off down the hall towards his own room, deciding to take his lover's advice and get some sleep, tuning at the last minute to do a quick check on the ward before getting a few hours of shuteye. Harper watches him go for a few seconds before returning his attention to the siblings and signaling that they should continue with their report as they walk.
~*~*~*~*~
His purrs redouble as he feels the corresponding vibrations coming through his fingers from the smaller male. He strokes and teases Enasi's back, trying to draw him further and further into the place he wants the other male, and as he feels the Dream Guardian growing weak beneath his touch Seishu smiles wickedly. When he pulls back Seishu looks deep into his eyes, his own eyes carrying flickering lights of passion behind them. Leaning back in he nips gently at Enasi's ear before stepping back, guiding the other guardian over to his bed before the red head collapses on to the floor from the incessant attention Seishu is paying his body.
Still purring loudly he decides not to be too overbearing and instead of pushing the smaller male down beneath him, Seishu falls backwards on to the bed, pulling Enasi along with him. He settles himself comfortable against the pillows, the red head resting on top of him, their chests flush against one anothers with the smaller male between the Nightmare Guardian's legs. He smirks softly, wrapping his arms around Enasi's waist to make escape if not impossible at last difficult.
His smirk becomes a warm smile as he coaxing the other male back into a warm kiss, the weight of the day working against his plan as he grows more and more tired even as his passions flare. Sliding one hand up he begins running his fingers through the other guardian's soft locks, his breathing becoming deeper and more subdued. Finally he pulls back and chuckles. Leaning in he licks the tip of Enasi's nose and murmurs, “Sleep with me?” Despite it being a request Seishu's arm slides back down to clutch at the other, holding the smaller male to him possessively even as his consciousness begin fading.
He watches happily as his words seems to get through to the angel at some level and he lets Aoba drift off to work on his own. His wings are not made for soaring and as they beat faster and faster to keep up Kuro can not help but grin as Aoba seems to take to the air almost as a natural. 'Sure, we may all be born with wings, however it's not like all of us are meant to fly. Some of us are penguins and ostriches too, heh' He smiles warmly each time he manages to catch the younger male's gaze, his own eyes never leaving the other, always at the ready. 'It is good I can still use my energy, otherwise I may have already become exhausted with all this flapping. I never had much need to fly before, even when I was escaping my siblings'
He huffs quietly, the faint sound of humming from above making him smile a little wider. 'Yeah, up to a certain point, I never took my wings out for fear of what they would do to them. The only time it was safe before I left hell was when Pops was around. He would keep the others off me so I could practice, not willing to actually watch us fight. . .Not that he'd protect me any other time they wanted a piece of me' Flying lessons in hell are the only fairly good memories he has of his father, most of the time being ignored or even picked on by the ancient demon once angel. Flying however was something Satan insisted all his children should be able to do well or at least well enough to evade angels.
'I remember him flying beside me, knocking me this way and that as I practiced dodging rocks and fire spouts. . .' His smile becomes a little nostalgic as he recalls the few times Pops would wraps his arms around him small body and carry him out of harms way, a pillar of fire or falling stone coming so suddenly that Kuro had no chance of avoiding it on his own. His expression take on an ironic tone as he also recalls the aftermath of him getting cracked in the skull by an overbearing fist every time it happened. 'The hugs were nice, even if that was not the intent, it made me feel safe. . .Even for just a few brief moments. . .'
He comes out of his revery as he spots Aoba hovering high above. He chuckles softly as the angel twirls around in delight and he snaps into a few simple patterns as brunet comes down closer to him. He settles in next to the angel, listening with a sassy smile. “Yeah, it can be. You're a natural, but that doesn't mean I was wrong about needing exercise. For now however. . .” Swooping in behind Aoba he stills the smaller male's wings and wraps his arms around his waist. “I think that's enough for today.” Hovering, he turns his head and raises his voice ever so slightly so that he's sure Dani can hear. “Dani, we're going to town, we'll be back soon.” The smaller demon waves them off and Kuro shifts so he can fly towards town. “As nice as it is eating pre-made meals, I think it's time to pick up some groceries. I checked the ice box, it's working, so we can bring home some fresh stuff to eat for the next few days. That way we don't have to sacrifice hours out of our days to eat. . .” He kisses the back of Aoba's neck and nuzzles it gently before turning his focus on to his flight.
He huffs quietly, the faint sound of humming from above making him smile a little wider. 'Yeah, up to a certain point, I never took my wings out for fear of what they would do to them. The only time it was safe before I left hell was when Pops was around. He would keep the others off me so I could practice, not willing to actually watch us fight. . .Not that he'd protect me any other time they wanted a piece of me' Flying lessons in hell are the only fairly good memories he has of his father, most of the time being ignored or even picked on by the ancient demon once angel. Flying however was something Satan insisted all his children should be able to do well or at least well enough to evade angels.
'I remember him flying beside me, knocking me this way and that as I practiced dodging rocks and fire spouts. . .' His smile becomes a little nostalgic as he recalls the few times Pops would wraps his arms around him small body and carry him out of harms way, a pillar of fire or falling stone coming so suddenly that Kuro had no chance of avoiding it on his own. His expression take on an ironic tone as he also recalls the aftermath of him getting cracked in the skull by an overbearing fist every time it happened. 'The hugs were nice, even if that was not the intent, it made me feel safe. . .Even for just a few brief moments. . .'
He comes out of his revery as he spots Aoba hovering high above. He chuckles softly as the angel twirls around in delight and he snaps into a few simple patterns as brunet comes down closer to him. He settles in next to the angel, listening with a sassy smile. “Yeah, it can be. You're a natural, but that doesn't mean I was wrong about needing exercise. For now however. . .” Swooping in behind Aoba he stills the smaller male's wings and wraps his arms around his waist. “I think that's enough for today.” Hovering, he turns his head and raises his voice ever so slightly so that he's sure Dani can hear. “Dani, we're going to town, we'll be back soon.” The smaller demon waves them off and Kuro shifts so he can fly towards town. “As nice as it is eating pre-made meals, I think it's time to pick up some groceries. I checked the ice box, it's working, so we can bring home some fresh stuff to eat for the next few days. That way we don't have to sacrifice hours out of our days to eat. . .” He kisses the back of Aoba's neck and nuzzles it gently before turning his focus on to his flight.
Tatsuki can see the frustration growing in the young innkeeper's eyes and a part of him wants to rush over to help his 'friend'. 'However, this is his job. Perhaps I should not interfere. He is already upset with me for some unknown reason, if I slip up with his guests, I may make things worse. If I say or do the wrong thing. . .' As Shigetoshi's calm exterior begins cracking, Tatsuki can hold back no longer. Standing up a little straighter, smoothing the wrinkles out of his kimono, he steps forward and clears his throat. The young guests turn to look at him and he smile's warmly. “Pardon me, gentleman, lady, but perhaps I may offer my assistance in this matter.”
The youth look at him, the one at the counter's eyes lighting up at the perfect English. “That would be great dude!” Tatsuki refrains from rolling his eyes at the title and instead goes to stand next to the front desk, not looking at Shigetoshi least he take some issue with letting one of his guests go out of their way to help him. The shortest male, the one who had been trying before to make himself understood, smiles at his pals then nods. He looks to Tatsuki and nod. “We'd like two rooms, one medium for me and my broskies here, and one kinda smallish for Linda and her young hubby here.” Two of the boys push at another, laughing openly at him while Linda rolls her eyes at their antics.
Turning his head ever so slightly he addresses the innkeeper in Japanese. “They would like two room, one fit for three males comfortable, and a smaller one for a newly married couple.”
“Oh, hey.” His gaze returns to the group as one of the taller males, a red head, speaks up. He holds up a stack of yen and asks, “So, how much will this cost? This is kinda their honeymoon thing, so I'm footin' the bill, even if I'm the poorest one here.” His voice does not match his words, making it clear that he doesn't really mind.
Turning once more, but this time enough to look at the young man behind the desk he murmurs, “He wishes to know how much it will cost. If you would not mind a suggestion, they seem honest enough, but I would have them pay for the rooms up front, and any additional cost they may rack up while here can be added to their bill and will have to be paid before they leave.” He keeps his gaze as neutral as possible, his stomach still in small knots over the young one he is to guide being so close.
The youth look at him, the one at the counter's eyes lighting up at the perfect English. “That would be great dude!” Tatsuki refrains from rolling his eyes at the title and instead goes to stand next to the front desk, not looking at Shigetoshi least he take some issue with letting one of his guests go out of their way to help him. The shortest male, the one who had been trying before to make himself understood, smiles at his pals then nods. He looks to Tatsuki and nod. “We'd like two rooms, one medium for me and my broskies here, and one kinda smallish for Linda and her young hubby here.” Two of the boys push at another, laughing openly at him while Linda rolls her eyes at their antics.
Turning his head ever so slightly he addresses the innkeeper in Japanese. “They would like two room, one fit for three males comfortable, and a smaller one for a newly married couple.”
“Oh, hey.” His gaze returns to the group as one of the taller males, a red head, speaks up. He holds up a stack of yen and asks, “So, how much will this cost? This is kinda their honeymoon thing, so I'm footin' the bill, even if I'm the poorest one here.” His voice does not match his words, making it clear that he doesn't really mind.
Turning once more, but this time enough to look at the young man behind the desk he murmurs, “He wishes to know how much it will cost. If you would not mind a suggestion, they seem honest enough, but I would have them pay for the rooms up front, and any additional cost they may rack up while here can be added to their bill and will have to be paid before they leave.” He keeps his gaze as neutral as possible, his stomach still in small knots over the young one he is to guide being so close.
Rolling around for quite some time, his worry only growing now that he has gone a night without seeing his dear little brother, Mois can not find it in himself to sleep just yet. Instead he rolls right off the bed and throws on one of his favorite cotton robes. Unlike his brother who preferred 'the finer things in life' as he puts it, he finds the rough thick feeling of cotton and wool more pleasant than silk and the like. 'Spoiled little son of a feather bed! One of these days I'ma sit him down and whoop him like father use to, get me some answers!'
His angry thoughts do not last long, knowing he could never raise a hand to his brother, no matter what. 'If I were any other way, he would not trust me. Sure, I have stopped him from doing certain things by force, but I have never raised a hand to him, or stopped him when it was something that really matters. And even after I stop him, he always finds a way to do it anyways. . . .' Letting out a faint groan he collapses into his favorite chair, his eyes going to the fire where the flickering flames keep him lost for a time, drawing him away from the worry.
There is a soft knock at his front door, starling him out of his lack of deep thought and for a few seconds he just stares openly at the finely finished wood. 'Door. . .Knocking. . .Not Alexi, he never knock, so a servant? Why? At this hour. . . .' Rather than letting his mind run wild over just why a slave would be knocking on his door at such a late hour he pushes himself up with a groan and walks over in a few quick strides. Pulling the door open he manages a half smile at the sight of Joseph. 'Well, he's not falling to pieces, so I can assume my dear brother is still in one piece' His mind flashes to the visual of Joseph after Alexi's untimely death but swiftly shakes the image away, not really wanting to think about his brother's demise. “Come in Joseph.” He murmurs, leaving the door open as he wanders back to his chair to sit down. Once settled he motions that the vampire may sit if he wants to, then waits quietly for Joseph to state his purpose.
His angry thoughts do not last long, knowing he could never raise a hand to his brother, no matter what. 'If I were any other way, he would not trust me. Sure, I have stopped him from doing certain things by force, but I have never raised a hand to him, or stopped him when it was something that really matters. And even after I stop him, he always finds a way to do it anyways. . . .' Letting out a faint groan he collapses into his favorite chair, his eyes going to the fire where the flickering flames keep him lost for a time, drawing him away from the worry.
There is a soft knock at his front door, starling him out of his lack of deep thought and for a few seconds he just stares openly at the finely finished wood. 'Door. . .Knocking. . .Not Alexi, he never knock, so a servant? Why? At this hour. . . .' Rather than letting his mind run wild over just why a slave would be knocking on his door at such a late hour he pushes himself up with a groan and walks over in a few quick strides. Pulling the door open he manages a half smile at the sight of Joseph. 'Well, he's not falling to pieces, so I can assume my dear brother is still in one piece' His mind flashes to the visual of Joseph after Alexi's untimely death but swiftly shakes the image away, not really wanting to think about his brother's demise. “Come in Joseph.” He murmurs, leaving the door open as he wanders back to his chair to sit down. Once settled he motions that the vampire may sit if he wants to, then waits quietly for Joseph to state his purpose.
He keeps his flush in check as once more those words cross the demon's lips, making the young human feel as if he is staring into the eyes of danger itself. He lets out a long sigh, a faint lightness in his chest as he moves on to his usual self and turns back to the papers before him. His head is down even as he writes, taking in everything while only writing down prompts for he memory. Little notes and phrases that will later serve to jog his mind into recalling all the facts and plans the demon has for him to use in winning over his father.
'He's still pressing the wife thing, but at least he's not exactly asking for a pure lie this time. I have in fact found no woman to my liking, though I have not been looking. It should not be too hard to write letters to the woman father is contemplating, and I shall add in my friend to make it seem a little more realistic' Amano only has one female companion, however she knows he does not find her appealing in that manner, even if she is a striking beauty. She already has several suitors, and she has often brought the young noble along to help her decide their worth. After all, with his station and his brothers' activities, he has the skinny on almost every young bachelor in town.
'She would be willing to pretend, however I do not want her to have to wait for a man she knows she will never have, and having her marry someone else after some false vows would do me no good as well. However, I think this is not too much to ask. I will write her as a friend, and I do believe she will enjoy the letters' He smiles at the thought of her reading about his travels, listening for word in town about what he is up to from merchants he may meet in his travels and from his own accounts sent back. He swallows hard as Illiendi outlines their journey, knowing in his mind that the demon can more than keep him safe from the dangers, but it does little to settle his heart grown on tales of the horrors awaiting them. 'If it is even half as bad as the tales, I know I will come out safe, but I am not so sure on my sanity. . .'
Though he feels the strong pulls of concern, his eyes remain focused on his task of taking account of things. He casts a glance at the demon in his window when he pauses only to look quickly back to the desk after meeting that otherworldly gaze. 'What is he looking at? I'm just taking notes. . ..' He begins taking his notes again, unable to stop his flush as once more he brings up the subject of woman, but as he moves on to speak of herb lore the flush fades and he gets an honest smile. 'That would be nice. It could make me the name I wish for, and help people at the same time. Once I start making enough money, I could even help out those who can not afford the higher grades of medicine in secret. . .' He chuckles at his little plot, fairly sure he looks a little crazy laughing to himself, but for a brief moment, not really caring.
Having sat still for so long as soon as the last string of notes are made he stands and begins stretching hid body. Despite the chair providing perfect posture, the hard wood seat makes his spine swiftly stiff and after a few bends and twists audible pops come from his joints. He's never spent much time in the chair before to discover such things about it, however he knows he will only have to put up with it for so long. With a smile to the demon he wanders over to his closet. “The chair has made me stiff. I will break now and see if I can find that scabbard I wanted. . .” He sighs softly as he throws open the doors and looks down at the mess. While his wardrobe holds his clothing, his closet hold seemingly everything else. 'My box of precious things is in here as well' he muses, falling to his knees to begin his search.
'He's still pressing the wife thing, but at least he's not exactly asking for a pure lie this time. I have in fact found no woman to my liking, though I have not been looking. It should not be too hard to write letters to the woman father is contemplating, and I shall add in my friend to make it seem a little more realistic' Amano only has one female companion, however she knows he does not find her appealing in that manner, even if she is a striking beauty. She already has several suitors, and she has often brought the young noble along to help her decide their worth. After all, with his station and his brothers' activities, he has the skinny on almost every young bachelor in town.
'She would be willing to pretend, however I do not want her to have to wait for a man she knows she will never have, and having her marry someone else after some false vows would do me no good as well. However, I think this is not too much to ask. I will write her as a friend, and I do believe she will enjoy the letters' He smiles at the thought of her reading about his travels, listening for word in town about what he is up to from merchants he may meet in his travels and from his own accounts sent back. He swallows hard as Illiendi outlines their journey, knowing in his mind that the demon can more than keep him safe from the dangers, but it does little to settle his heart grown on tales of the horrors awaiting them. 'If it is even half as bad as the tales, I know I will come out safe, but I am not so sure on my sanity. . .'
Though he feels the strong pulls of concern, his eyes remain focused on his task of taking account of things. He casts a glance at the demon in his window when he pauses only to look quickly back to the desk after meeting that otherworldly gaze. 'What is he looking at? I'm just taking notes. . ..' He begins taking his notes again, unable to stop his flush as once more he brings up the subject of woman, but as he moves on to speak of herb lore the flush fades and he gets an honest smile. 'That would be nice. It could make me the name I wish for, and help people at the same time. Once I start making enough money, I could even help out those who can not afford the higher grades of medicine in secret. . .' He chuckles at his little plot, fairly sure he looks a little crazy laughing to himself, but for a brief moment, not really caring.
Having sat still for so long as soon as the last string of notes are made he stands and begins stretching hid body. Despite the chair providing perfect posture, the hard wood seat makes his spine swiftly stiff and after a few bends and twists audible pops come from his joints. He's never spent much time in the chair before to discover such things about it, however he knows he will only have to put up with it for so long. With a smile to the demon he wanders over to his closet. “The chair has made me stiff. I will break now and see if I can find that scabbard I wanted. . .” He sighs softly as he throws open the doors and looks down at the mess. While his wardrobe holds his clothing, his closet hold seemingly everything else. 'My box of precious things is in here as well' he muses, falling to his knees to begin his search.
Seishu purrs lightly at the little bit of affection his counterpart shows him before pulling back. He whines softly grumbling and pouting as he's dragged off towards the portal leading to the opposite end of the universe from where he wants to be. 'Well, maybe not the place I most want to be' he muses, tightening his hold on Enasi's hand gently. Just before stepping through the portal he lets Enasi's hand go and instead takes a hold of his waist, wanting to be as close as he can be to the smaller male for as long as he's able. Whining again softly, he blocks out the lights with a free hand until they arrive on the other side.
He is silent for their trip to his room, not too far from the now closed portal. He gets a little idea and gives the little ones subtle signals, hoping they get the message. Rasha understand them right away and pulls the little ones back a bit, Harper looking oddly at them until he overhears what the trickster is whispering to the children. His head falls and he shakes it gently, calling Starla and Finn aside to ask them about anything they may have seen out of place in the human realm. As the siblings watch the two guardians walk alone into Seishu's room they both tilt their heads as the door closes behind them.
Seishu smiles softly, pushing the red head gently against the now closed door. Despite the clearly mischievous glint in his eye he can not help appearing a little worried. Propping himself up on his elbow settling close to Enasi's head he murmurs, “I'm worried Enasi. After what Gin did. . .I don't know how, if at all, it will affect Our World. . . .” He muses softly, kissing his counterpart gently, trying to draw them closer in hopes that it will be enough to stave off any issue that the breach may have caused. He can feel his inner flame growing stronger as his hand comes to settle on the other's hip. He lets out a deep purr, pulling back to breath softly before slipping in for a deeper kiss. His free hand slips around to tease all the little spots he's found that relieve the other guardian of his senses, his eyes falling closed and he drinks in everything that is Enasi.
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Cho catches the soft sigh just barely and he turns to see the doctor walking away, all the signs of his disappointment clearly written all over his body in the eyes of his lover. The head chef bounces on his heels for a few seconds, knowing he's needed in the kitchen, and likely Crios is needed elsewhere, but after only a few seconds of indecision he races out of the warm room and into the coolish hallway. Crios isn't too far away and even with his dropping ears he can hear the excited breathing of the young cook even before Cho slams into his back in a killer bear hug.
Crios looks away, trying desperately to pretend that this is not exactly what he needed, however he again fails to hide such things from his lover and after a moment Cho lets him go and moves around in front of him. Crios is lightly flushed but Cho stands there until the other male looks at him. When at last their eyes meet Cho's normal happy smile becomes far warmer, his own secret smile he only gives the man he gave his heart to. He slides in closer, wrapping his arms around Crios's chest, slipping his arms under those of the taller males, prompting the beast man to return the embrace. Unconsciously his tail snakes around to add tot he hug, and for several long silent moments, the two lovers find comfort in one another with nothing more that the other's presence to bring about the peace inside.
He is silent for their trip to his room, not too far from the now closed portal. He gets a little idea and gives the little ones subtle signals, hoping they get the message. Rasha understand them right away and pulls the little ones back a bit, Harper looking oddly at them until he overhears what the trickster is whispering to the children. His head falls and he shakes it gently, calling Starla and Finn aside to ask them about anything they may have seen out of place in the human realm. As the siblings watch the two guardians walk alone into Seishu's room they both tilt their heads as the door closes behind them.
Seishu smiles softly, pushing the red head gently against the now closed door. Despite the clearly mischievous glint in his eye he can not help appearing a little worried. Propping himself up on his elbow settling close to Enasi's head he murmurs, “I'm worried Enasi. After what Gin did. . .I don't know how, if at all, it will affect Our World. . . .” He muses softly, kissing his counterpart gently, trying to draw them closer in hopes that it will be enough to stave off any issue that the breach may have caused. He can feel his inner flame growing stronger as his hand comes to settle on the other's hip. He lets out a deep purr, pulling back to breath softly before slipping in for a deeper kiss. His free hand slips around to tease all the little spots he's found that relieve the other guardian of his senses, his eyes falling closed and he drinks in everything that is Enasi.
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Cho catches the soft sigh just barely and he turns to see the doctor walking away, all the signs of his disappointment clearly written all over his body in the eyes of his lover. The head chef bounces on his heels for a few seconds, knowing he's needed in the kitchen, and likely Crios is needed elsewhere, but after only a few seconds of indecision he races out of the warm room and into the coolish hallway. Crios isn't too far away and even with his dropping ears he can hear the excited breathing of the young cook even before Cho slams into his back in a killer bear hug.
Crios looks away, trying desperately to pretend that this is not exactly what he needed, however he again fails to hide such things from his lover and after a moment Cho lets him go and moves around in front of him. Crios is lightly flushed but Cho stands there until the other male looks at him. When at last their eyes meet Cho's normal happy smile becomes far warmer, his own secret smile he only gives the man he gave his heart to. He slides in closer, wrapping his arms around Crios's chest, slipping his arms under those of the taller males, prompting the beast man to return the embrace. Unconsciously his tail snakes around to add tot he hug, and for several long silent moments, the two lovers find comfort in one another with nothing more that the other's presence to bring about the peace inside.
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